What Can Be Given Can Also Be Taken

Bryance's Departure

Bryance Jonson was sitting on a bench near the beach with his girlfriend, Jewel Katherine and his best friend, David Kahn. They looked like your regular everyday teenagers. They watched as the sun fell from the horizon. Bryance was talking to David Kahn about the answers for the maths homework, their teacher had given them. Jewel was talking on her phone to her friend. They had changed so much ever since their encounter with the CIA and Thaed, the world's biggest drug and weapons dealer.

As the moon rose, they started walking home; they felt as if something was watching them. As they went their separate ways, there was a shadow forming from the corner. Bryance started to wonder.

Then the source of the shadow appeared. It was a huge man wearing a leather cloak, brown hat and black boots. His skin colour was dark. His face was chiseled and serious. The man pulled a gun from his cloak. It was a P19. It was a standard gun for criminals. He knew because he had used one for the CIA. Bryance readied himself in a battle position. The man aimed at Bryance's head. He shot.

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The man thought he had killed the 14-year-old boy but he was wrong. Bryance was still standing. The bullet was floating in front of him. Bryance sneered. 'Telekinesis is a wonderful thing.' Bryance thought, calmly. Bryance ran towards him. Now the man was scared. The man was running away. Bryance lashed out a roundhouse kick and hit him straight in the back. He had broken his spine but somehow he was still alive. Bryance was lucky. He never wanted to kill anyone. Even though the man was alive, he was knocked unconscious. The taekwondo lessons had worked. Bryance thought he was triumphant but then Bryance heard a scream. It was Jewel. He ran as fast as he could.

Jewel was captured. There was a man with huge arms holding her. He was dressed the same as the other one but his skin colour was light. There was a terrified look in his face. One arm was around her neck. The other hand was holding a serrated knife. Bryance thought that he had stolen it from someone's kitchen. He was holding her quite tightly. "Stay away from me." He was scared and his voice was shaking. "I saw what you did to him," He nodded his head in the direction of the other man. "One more step and I'll kill her." He was holding the knife dangerously close to Jewel's neck. "DON'T MOVE OR I'LL KILL HER!" he roared. Bryance smiled. "Ok. I'm not doing anything." He held up his hands. Then he found himself in a world of darkness. He was in the man's mind. There was a long pause. Then, vivid memories appeared, rushing around him. His name was Bruce Lloyd. The memories showed everything he had done. Terrorist attacks, drug deals, crystal meth, cocaine. Even the 9/11. This man was part of the explosion that shook the earth. Bryance saw the plane crash. The Twin Towers. Blood. Horror. Fear. All of the memories were so horrific and foul. It was so dreading. He exited the terrorist's mind and stared at him for a while. The terrorist's body was now trembling. His face was white like he had just seen a ghost. He had seen the memories as well. He dropped his weapon and ran away. Bryance let him. Jewel was free. She gasped for air. She ran to Bryance and gave him a kiss. He just realised something. If he and Jewel were attacked, that means David was in trouble. Bryance told Jewel and they set off. They found themselves in David's street. There were six men. Each one of them were dressed the same as the other two killers. One of the men was muscular and looked superior. He was obviously the boss. He was the one choking David. David kicked around, trying to break free. He bit the man. He didn't even flinch. He just squeezed tighter. David tried to breathe. "I'll let your friend go on one condition." His voice was raspy and powerful. "We know that you have some sort of precognitive ability." He had used the difficult term for special power. He was pointing at Bryance.

Bryance refused.

The boss squeezed tighter so that David could die. "No! Wait! Stop! " Bryance yelled. The boss stopped. David could finally breathe. Bryance said he would turn himself in. "No!" Jewel whispered. Bryance walked towards the men. Jewel grabbed him and gave him a big hug because she thought that this was going to be the last time she'll ever see Bryance. Bryance hugged her tight. They let go. "Chain him up." commanded the boss to two other people. The other two chained Bryance up and threw him in their van. A minute later, they had driven off. They were watching as Bryance drove off to who knows where. Jewel started to cry. David hugged her so that she would feel better. Jewel started to stop. They walked back home together. They went to sleep and hoped for the best that tomorrow Bryance will come back.